Olor a Gas
Los Tres Lyrics


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En la cocina hay olor a gas
Esta todo apagado, hay luna en paz

No tengo hambre, voy a revisar
Hay masa en el horno, y no es de pan

Olor a una carne
Mantel y sal
Es semana santa
Sol celestial

Sin sábanas
Sin un colchón
Duerme tranquilo cono un liron

Seco el corazón

En la cocina había olor a gas
Ya no cuenta ovejas, hoy duerme en opaz
Busco mi camisa a tientas, voy a desfilar
Planchada y de fiesta, hay olor a gas

Olor a una carne
Mantel y sal
Es semana santa
Sol celestial

Sin sábanas
Sin un colchón
Duerme tranquilo cono un liron

Seco el corazón





Hay olor a gas
Hay olor a gas

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in the song "Olor a Gas" by Los Tres describe the eerie feeling of a dark and quiet night. The first verse describes the kitchen with the smell of gas and everything turned off. Although the singer is not hungry, he decides to check the oven, only to find that there is a mass cooking, and it is not bread. The subsequent verses depict similar scenes, such as the peacefulness of sleeping without sheets or a mattress or the search for a shirt in the dark.


However, despite the strange and slightly unnerving situations, there is a sense of calmness and tranquility, embodied by the "celestial sun" and the peacefulness of the singer's sleep, comparing himself to a sleeping mouse. The chorus of the song echoes throughout, reiterating the smell of gas in the air.


The lyrics leave a lot to interpretation since they are abstract and open to different meanings. Some listeners believe that this song reflects the feeling of loneliness amid an apocalyptic environment. The smell of gas can represent danger, and the singer's search for clothes, turning off the oven, and looking for sheets can symbolize actions taken out of boredom or the search for some sort of company.


Line by Line Meaning

En la cocina hay olor a gas
The kitchen has a gas smell


Esta todo apagado, hay luna en paz
Everything is turned off, and there's peace from the moon


No tengo hambre, voy a revisar
I'm not hungry, but I'll check anyways


Hay masa en el horno, y no es de pan
There's dough in the oven, but it's not for bread


Olor a una carne
Smell of meat


Mantel y sal
Tablecloth and salt


Es semana santa
It's Holy Week


Sol celestial
Celestial sun


Sin sábanas
Without sheets


Sin un colchón
Without a mattress


Duerme tranquilo cono un lirón
Sleeps peacefully like a dormouse


Seco el corazón
Dry heart


En la cocina había olor a gas
There was a gas smell in the kitchen


Ya no cuenta ovejas, hoy duerme en paz
No longer counts sheep, sleeps peacefully


Busco mi camisa a tientas, voy a desfilar
I search for my shirt blindly, gonna march


Planchada y de fiesta, hay olor a gas
Ironed and ready, still smells like gas


Hay olor a gas
There's a gas smell




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Alvaro Henriquez, Roberto Lindl, Angel Parra

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Rolón, de lo mejor de LOS TR3S de Chile, este disco de Fome y La Sangre en el Cuerpo son mis favoritos.... Saludos desde México

María Jimena González Millán

De las mejores canciones de rock en español sin lugar a dudas

Luis Adrian Herrera

Es normal que la escuche una y otra ves esta hermosa canción? ❤🤔 Esta perfecta 🤩 🎶

Alejandro Jaramillo

Such an underrated band! Much love from LA

Lucía Guerra

Música esperanzadora con letra suicida. Me gusta, me inspira!

Tomas gamin navarro

una de las mejores canciones de los tres..... esa manera de llegar al punto mas algido de la cancion y de un momento se vuelve tranquila <3

Ramon Meneses

imposible no acordarse de sleepwalk de santo and Johnny con este temón, súblimes ambas

Luis Francisco Diaz

buen tema !!

Alejandra Paredes

Es la mejor musica que te transporta a tiempos mejores exelente rola me encanta!!

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Obra maestra💖
Genio alvaro

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